mephisto_so7
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Mar 4, 2001
- Messages
- 20
Trying..
Trying to simply slow my mind down
For one second so I can let it
Gather in everything I've learned
These past weeks.
Calculating, tabulating your scores
So far, you've passed with flying colors
But I'm still waiting on a few straggling digits
To pass through the data stream.
No projections are coming over the wire.
The satellites lay silent.
I believe what I've seen so far
But a short jog with my memory tells me
Not so fast.. not so fast.
My jog slows to brisk stride..
Fading into a dead stop.
I find myself, not at the beginning..
Yet three quarters around the path
Waiting, wanting those last puffs
Of your sweet breath to gently push me
Across the finish line.
Wanting too much, too fast
Fighting to slow myself down
So my mind can catch up to my heart
Trying to catch my breath and not
Push this too soon... waiting...
Memory has caught up with me,
Faster than I would've expected
With one message:
Pace.
"Don't burn yourself out,
Because you'll end up just like before.
Second place, lost a race
That was your's to win."
Not this time.
I know... I've learned.
Not this time.
[This message has been edited by mephisto_so7 (edited 15 March 2001).]
Trying to simply slow my mind down
For one second so I can let it
Gather in everything I've learned
These past weeks.
Calculating, tabulating your scores
So far, you've passed with flying colors
But I'm still waiting on a few straggling digits
To pass through the data stream.
No projections are coming over the wire.
The satellites lay silent.
I believe what I've seen so far
But a short jog with my memory tells me
Not so fast.. not so fast.
My jog slows to brisk stride..
Fading into a dead stop.
I find myself, not at the beginning..
Yet three quarters around the path
Waiting, wanting those last puffs
Of your sweet breath to gently push me
Across the finish line.
Wanting too much, too fast
Fighting to slow myself down
So my mind can catch up to my heart
Trying to catch my breath and not
Push this too soon... waiting...
Memory has caught up with me,
Faster than I would've expected
With one message:
Pace.
"Don't burn yourself out,
Because you'll end up just like before.
Second place, lost a race
That was your's to win."
Not this time.
I know... I've learned.
Not this time.
[This message has been edited by mephisto_so7 (edited 15 March 2001).]
